Playing With Fire Lyrics

	I want to unravel you like the thread on my jeans
	Tug and pull til it’s loose and I have torn the seam
	I ruin everything, you should probably avoid me
	Or give me a reason why every side of the bed
	Feels like the wrong one in the morning
	Tell me that happiness was sent to the wrong address
	And if we wait a while it’s still coming to me
	The rain on my fire escape; the whir of my first car
	The sound of the rumble strip when we have drifted just too far
	Goes off in my head like a cell phone alarm
	And everything’s too loud
	So give me a reason why every side of the bed
	Feels like the wrong one in the morning
	Tell me that happiness was sent to the wrong address
	And if we wait a while it’s still coming to me
	Cause I’m playing with fire and I can’t think straight
	I’d do anything to not feel this way

	I want to unravel you like the thread on my jeans
	Tug and pull til it' s loose and I have torn the seam
	I ruin everything, you should probably avoid me
	Or give me a reason why every side of the bed
	Feels like the wrong one in the morning
	Tell me that happiness was sent to the wrong address
	And if we wait a while it' s still coming to me
	The rain on my fire escape the whir of my first car
	The sound of the rumble strip when we have drifted just too far
	Goes off in my head like a cell phone alarm
	And everything' s too loud
	So give me a reason why every side of the bed
	Feels like the wrong one in the morning
	Tell me that happiness was sent to the wrong address
	And if we wait a while it' s still coming to me
	Cause I' m playing with fire and I can' t think straight
	I' d do anything to not feel this way

	I want to unravel you like the thread on my jeans
	Tug and pull til it' s loose and I have torn the seam
	I ruin everything, you should probably avoid me
	Or give me a reason why every side of the bed
	Feels like the wrong one in the morning
	Tell me that happiness was sent to the wrong address
	And if we wait a while it' s still coming to me
	The rain on my fire escape the whir of my first car
	The sound of the rumble strip when we have drifted just too far
	Goes off in my head like a cell phone alarm
	And everything' s too loud
	So give me a reason why every side of the bed
	Feels like the wrong one in the morning
	Tell me that happiness was sent to the wrong address
	And if we wait a while it' s still coming to me
	Cause I' m playing with fire and I can' t think straight
	I' d do anything to not feel this way

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